2 – [2pac -speaking over background-] not b-tches over money stay on your grind n-gg- my ambitions as a ridah! my ambitions as a ridah!

[2pac] so many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars this life as a rap star is nothin without heart was born rough and rugged, addressin the mad public my att-tude was, “f-ck it,” cause motherf-ckers love it to be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease though life is complicated, only what you make it to be uhh, and my ambitions as a ridah to catch her while she hot, and h-rny, go up inside her then i spit some game in her ear, “go to the tele hoe” you put what money in a benz, cause b-tch i’m barely broke i’m smokin bomb–ss weed feelin crucial from player to player, the game’s tight, the feeling’s mutual from hustlin and prayers, to breakin motherf-ckers to pay-up i got no time for these b-tches, cause these hoes tried to play us i’m on a meal-ticket mission, want a mil’, so i’m wishin compet-tion got me ripped, on that bullsh-t they stressin (boo-yaa!) i’ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it’s manditory no guts no glory my n-gg- b-tch got the game distorted now it’s on and it’s on because i said so can’t trust a b-tch in the bidness so i got with death row now these money hungry b-tches gettin suspicious started plottin and plannin on schemes, to come and trick us but thug n-gg-z be on point and game tight (yeah) me, syke and bogart, wrap it up the same night got problems then handle it, motherf-ckers see me these n-gg-z is jealous cause deep in they heart they wanna be me uhh, yeah, and now ya got me right beside ya hopin you listen i catch you payin attention to my amibitions as a ridah

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[singing] i won’t deny it, i’ma straight ridah you don’t wanna f-ck with me [singing] my ambitions as a ridah [singing] got the police bustin at me but they can’t do nuttin to a g

[tupac] (i won’t deny it, i’ma straight ridah) peep it.. it was my only wish to rise above these jealous coward m-th-rf-ckers i despise when it’s time to ride, i was the first off this side, give me the nine i’m ready to die right here tonight, and motherf-ck they life (yeah n-gg-!) that’s what they screamin as they drill me, but i’m hard to kill so open fire, i see you kill me (that’s all you n-gg-z got?) witness my steel spittin at adversaries envious and after me i’d rather die before they catchin me, watch me bleed mama come rescue me i’m suicidal thinkin thoughts i’m innocent, so there’ll be bullets flyin when i’m caught (shoot!) f-ck doin jail time, better day, sacrifice won’t get a chance to do me like they did my n-gg- tyson thuggin for life and if you right then n-gg- die for it let them other brothers try, at least you tried for it when it’s time to die to be a man you pick the way you leave f-ck peace and the police, my ambitions as a ridah

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[tupac] my murderous lyrics equipped with spirits of the thugs before me pay off the block evade the cops cause i know they comin for me i been hesitant to reappear, been away for years now i’m back my adversaries been reduced to tears question my methods to switch up speeds, sure as some b-tches bleeds n-gg-z’ll feel the fire of my mother’s corrupted seed blast me but they didn’t finish, (buck buck buck buck buck) didn’t diminish my powers so now i’m back to be a motherf-ckin menace, they cowards that’s why they tried to set me up had b-tch–ss n-gg-z on my team, so indeed, they wet me up but i’m back reincarnated, incarcerated at the time i caught the perfect way that god made it lace em with lyrics that’s legendary, musical mercenary for money, i’ll have these motherf-ckers buried (i been) gettin much mail in jail, n-gg-z tellin me to kill it knowin when i get out, they gon’ feel it witness the realest, a whoridah when i put the sh-t inside the cry from all your people when they find her just remind ya, my history’ll prove i been it revenge on them n-gg-z that played me, and all the cowards that was down widdit now it’s yo’ n-gg- right beside ya hopin you listenin, catch you payin attention to my ambitions as a ridah